Текст песни Изморозь - Китеж-Град

Kitezh-grad.

At the bottom of Svetloyar is hail,
Hidden from evil and evil
That city as the sun is beautiful and holy
But the vault of his eternal haze

Spears of enemies and crosses of black faces
Thirsted to subdue cities
But they were stunned by their brazen faces
The gods decided to hail the city

Kitezh-hail - the abode of rest,
A bell of the sacred Russian land
Opotchevalnya great heroes
A bright Christmas carol!

Years pass, the waves rustle,
Russia kneels badly
People want freedom and happiness
But first the spirit must be reborn

Kitezh-hail of the dome of the dome,
Ozari our souls with consciousness
Let the evil spirits all down to the ground,
Ashes Stribozhichi blow off breathing

Kitezh-stronghold of the fate of,
Kitezh-hail - hear the prayers of your children
Kitezh-hail!

Soon the last days will come,
Shoulder to shoulder, we will fight
Eagerly getting drunk on the taste of blood
We will win and be proud

Kitezh-stronghold of the fate of,
Kitezh-hail - hear the prayers of your children
Kitezh-hail!

Years pass, the waves rustle,
Russia kneels badly
People want freedom and happiness
But first the spirit must be reborn

Spears of enemies and crosses of black faces
Thirsted to subdue cities
But they were stunned by their brazen faces
The gods decided to hail the city

Kitezh-hail from the bottom will rise,
The gods will smile at us
The world of the human race will come
All evil and disgrace will perish!

Kitezh-hail - the abode of rest,
A bell of the sacred Russian land
Opotchevalnya great heroes
A bright Christmas carol!

Kitezh-stronghold of the fate of,
Kitezh-hail - hear the prayers of your children
Kitezh-hail!